Saturday and I return to million Tog duvet having spent the night in the spare bed to avoid keeping my partner awake all night with my runny nose and sneezing. I make us warm drinks but today there is no negotiation for bacon sandwich for breakfast as we have run out. I’m not sure how that could happen but it has so today will be a day to revert to cereals. So once up, I eat, take my meds and get my washing in. I’m not feeling chipper and my nose starts to run again so I go for the Actifed option. No idea if its compatible with everything else I take but it works on what it needs to. I do my vital and tidy stuff away. I venture into the garden to check the squirrel feeder and sadly find the small hedgehog that I tried to tend on Wednesday had not made it. He/she was laying dead by what I call Bhudia’s corner of the garden. I dug the poor thing a grave next to he family of mice that I buried several months age and gave it a marker.

I peg my washing out and then my partner and I go shopping for weekend food. Its a quick dash to the garden centre and back as I’m still not feeling chipper, Once home I settle down to hours of World Cup rugby, putting my vitals data into my Excel sheet, and drafting the blog. My partner goes to the gym and I continue to watch rugby through to the very end when I then catch up with Strictly. Its been a strange day of watching others do things while nursing my sore ribs. Shame I acquired my ribs trying to save the deceased hedgehog, I’m sure there is a lesson in there somewhere. Hey Ho! I move on and see what tomorrow brings. I do know that in the days to come I have the excitement of Banana Yoshimoto’s new novel The Premonition arriving, one of my favourite authors. She is typical of how Japanese writers seem to be able to capture the nuances of the real and maybe not quite real.